The Moonshadow's Daughter by Kaylie Newell

Author:Kaylie Newell
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949300079
Publisher: Beachwalk Press, Inc.
Published: 2018-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

One week until Christmas. That’s all the time Jake had left to get ready, and he hadn’t even put up the damn tree yet. Poor Daniel. At least his son had grandparents who were extra festive to make up for it. His grandmother was making cookies with him now, probably wearing her twenty-year-old Rudolph sweater, while Jake finished up at the office.

He looked up at the clock. Almost seven. He was anxious to close and send Shana home, but he also wanted to give anyone who’d been snowbound a chance to make it in before the weekend. Just another half hour, and then he could lock the front door without feeling guilty.

But there was another reason he wanted to get home tonight. And it had nothing to do with Christmas, or the tree, or anything remotely close. He hadn’t seen Aimee for days; not since the night he’d seen her off a week ago. She’d told him not to worry. But regardless, he’d sat in the living room every night after putting Daniel to bed, watching the window of her little apartment, waiting for a light to go on or for some kind of movement. Anything that would indicate she’d come back. But nothing.

Now, he felt close to losing it. The mystery surrounding Aimee Styles haunted him, minute by minute. Since moving into the studio, she came and went like a shadow, silent and quick. He realized he didn’t know anything about her, not really. Only the newspaper clippings that he’d dug up from when she’d first gone missing gave him any kind of insight into this woman who had cast a spell over him, so completely that she was the first thing he thought of in the mornings and the last thing that went through his head at night.

Honestly, he thought that would’ve been the case even if they hadn’t had sex. But they had, and now she was all he could think about. Holding her again, kissing her again…

Jake rubbed his neck, thinking about the night of the storm. How it had felt to be that close to her. How it had felt to be inside her. She was the first woman he’d been with since Lizzie, and the experience had left him shaken. He’d loved his wife. More than life itself. But that night with Aimee had been something intensely different. And he hadn’t even gotten her naked, for Christ’s sake.

He wasn’t a kid anymore, but a grown man with some life experience under his belt. He knew that sex with her, as hot as it had been, wouldn’t be enough for long. In order for there to be any kind of hope of something working between them, she’d have to open up. Because the not knowing, the worrying, the obsessing…it was all making him fucking crazy.

“Jake?”

He looked up as Shana stuck her head in the door.

“Yeah?”

“I just got a call from Mo Callahan. Remember Mo, from the founder’s day picnic last year? He’s the one you called a horse’s ass because he got drunk and fell off the boat dock.

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